Original poster: sindie
I wrote this shortly after DH: (and it only makes sense in that context)
Green-Black
There are slight moments when
Green turns to black,
In a need of soul-searching
And gazing within for lost pieces,
Memories drained with the loss of blood,
Tiny holes leaving their imprints.
Blinking once more and at last
The rattling breath escapes,
And then it's only a relief and release.
Somehow, victory is known and believed
With the encompassing to two welcoming arms.